Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

She jumped up in horror in an instant.

Clatter! Sensing something amiss, Quill quickly switched the lights in the room on.

In an instant, brightness filled the space, and their eyes met. Vera was shocked for a split second before she gradually calmed down. Seeing Vera's wet and ruffled hair as well as her pale face, Quill strode toward her.

"What's wrong?" Quill sat down at the edge of the bed. When he reached out to Vera, she flinched in horror and instinctively avoided him.

With that, she realized she had laid all her fears out in the open, so she reluctantly cracked an ugly smile at Quill. "You're back already? I- I didn't make dinner tonight. You... Why don't you get food delivery and make do for the night?" "Before that." Quill grabbed her arm and realized her shirt was somewhat sticky, so he looked at her back to find it drenched in sweat. He then frowned and asked. "What's the matter? Are you not feeling well?" "N- No." Vera's breathing was still somewhat erratic. She shook her head and replied, "I-1 just had a nightmare, and I was still shaken when I woke up. Then right on cue, you cin, so I got the fright of my life." Her description explained everything, but her fearful gaze told Quill there was more to it than met the eye.

However, seeing how frightened she was at the moment, he'd only jog her nightmare and deepen her fear if he pressed on.

Hence, he decided not to follow up but went to the closet to get Vera a set of clean clothes. "Try not to ponder on it; it's just a nightmare. It's cold now; you'll catch a cold if you don't change into something dry. We can talk after that." "Alright." When Vera reached out for the clothes, her hands were still shaking. Quill pursed his lips but did not say anything.

As Vera changed, Quill grabbed the remote to raise the temperature of the room. Then he stood with his back facing her until he heard her murmur, "I'm done changing." Only then did Quill turn around.

Vera fixed her mood as she changed, so her gaze at him wasn't as fearful as when he first cin. Quill went over and embraced her.

"Are you hungry? What would you like to eat?" Although he just cback from work, he was surprisingly hot. Moreover, his familiar scent gave Vera a strong sense of security. Nestling in his arms, she subliminally grabbed his shirt, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

"A little, but I'm exhausted." "You just have to eat; no need to cook." "Hmm." Vera closed her eyes and thought for a while before shaking her head and said, "I don't know what I want to eat. I'm so tired." "Then sit here for a while. Letorder food delivery." "Alright." Then all she did was rest her eyes as she laid in Quill's arms. With him by her side, those horrible images were shredded into pieces like a shredder to papers.

She felt her reliance on Quill deepening with time, growing and more and more attached to him.

As the thought crossed her mind, Vera wrapped her arms around his waist tightly.

With that, Quill looked down, but he remained nonchalant. He could not press her for a reason at the moment despite feeling her fear and uneasiness. All he could do was to pat her shoulder lightly to reassure her.

When he was done ordering, Vera was still lying motionless in his arms.

They stayed in the sposition until a ringtone broke the silence. Their dinner had arrived.

"Alright, I'll be out right away." After Quill hung up the phone, he looked down at the girl in his arms and gently patted the back of her head, "Get up?" Vera shook her head and said, "Don't go. I don't want to be alone." Perhaps it was because of the incident that day, or it was because of the nightmare, but she was afraid of being alone.

"What are you afraid of? Thieves coming into our house?" "I just don't want to be alone," Vera wouldn't let go of him no matter what. She knew she was being childish, but she was truly frightened. Only the heavens knew what it took for her to talk to Yulia calmly in the washroom.

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became.

"Then, do you still want to eat?" Quill's voice was soft; there wasn't even a hint of unhappiness or impatience in his voice.

Hearing that, Vera immediately shook her head. "Either way, I don't want to be alone. You can't leave." Quill fell silent for a moment before he sighed helplessly. He slid his hand that was on the back of her head to her waist and said, "Hug tighter then." Vera was confused.

Although doubtful, she still did as she was told. He was the only one who could give her a sense of security at the moment, so she'd naturally listen. "Alright, hold on tight." After that, before Vera could react, Quill held her buttocks and stood up with all his might as she grabbed onto his waist, clung to his body. Since Quill stood up, her legs were also subconsciously wrapped around his waist.

In that instant, their action becsomewhat nuanced.

Vera had only wanted a sense of security and did not want to stay alone. But looking at their stance now, it was strange no matter how.

Blushing, just as she wanted to say and Will let out a light cough, "We're going to get dinner. Hold on tighter. It'll hurt if you fall." Hearing that, Vera snorted in her heart and held his waist with all her might, as if she wanted to strangle him out of spite. "No way I'd fall." she said.

Quill glanced at the spiteful girl and kissed the top of her head with a doting smile before he walked out.

It was fine at first, but Vera grew abashed as they walked in this m position. It felt even weirder when they went down the stairs.

However, looking at Quill's expressionless face, she seemed to be the only one awkward and embarrassed. Hence, she lowered her head and played dead. Ding! The delivery guy grew impatient and pressed on the doorbell.

When Quill opened the door, the delivery guy smiled right away.

"Hello, Mr. Hanover, this is the dinner you ordered."

Right then, the smile on the delivery guy froze because he saw someone clinging onto Quill and their stance was rather strange. It wasn't until Quill's sharp gaze fell on the delivery guy that he realized he was overreacting. Maintaining a polite smile, he asked, "Do you needto bring the food in for you, Mr. Hanover?" "Yes." Quill nodded coldly, and the delivery guy brought their dinner in.

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